si-mexico Chapter 1022 Scare yourself
Chapter 1022 Scare yourself
“But building a factory…”
Someone counted on his fingers: "It would cost two to three million just for the equipment and raw materials, and we have to compete with the state-owned factories for food..."
"Afraid of a ball!"
Zhou Qi opened his collar to reveal his strong neck: "Let's first defeat Jue Shi Feng Hua in Guangshi, and then we'll compete with Moutai and Wuliangye!"
Several sales managers were so excited by what he said that their glasses clinked.
The next day, at the entrance of Shen Bing Winery, Zhou Xingfei squatted under the shade of a tree and counted ants.
There are now only three or two trucks left that used to line up at the street corners, and the oil stains from the wheels have been dried into a map.
"Brother, sales have been cut in half this month!"
Zhou Xingfei grabbed the account book and stomped his feet, and the pages rustled in the hot wind.
Zhou Qi got on his 28-bar bicycle and the bell rang: "I'll take you out to broaden your horizons!"
Before Zhou Xingfei could sit firmly in the back seat, the wheels of the car had already rolled over the softened asphalt road.
The glass counter of the country store was covered in dust, and the bottle of Shengshi Tianxia Liquor was pushed into the corner.
The boss was putting up a new poster on the wall - a martial arts star doing a drunken boxing pose, with the words "Peerless Glory" (Peerless Grace) in gold-plated characters in the background.
"Why is this new wine selling so well?" Zhou Qi tapped the poster with his fingers.
"One dollar and twenty cents a bottle, that's 30 cents more profit than you guys!"
The boss lifted the wooden board of the counter and said, "Look at this gift!"
Plastic lighters printed with Jet Li's martial arts silhouettes: "Who wouldn't buy two boxes for a wedding these days?"
Zhou Xingfei was about to argue when his brother pulled him out of the door by the corner of his clothes.
Amid the sound of cicadas, Zhou Qi squinted his eyes and looked at the smoking chimney of Tanggou Winery in the distance: "Tomorrow we will change our ** to Huo Yuanjia, and add a prize for opening a bottle..."
The tobacco shop owner stroked the glass counter. Two bottles of liquor glowed similarly under the fluorescent light.
"Tell you the truth."
He lowered his voice and leaned closer: "These two wines are like twins, both are brewed from our local sorghum."
He flicked his finger on the gold-plated trademark of Shengshi Tianxia: "It's from Shenbing Factory, an old brand."
He poked the "Peerless Grace" gilded ** again: "A new star in Tanggou Factory."
Zhou Qi tapped the counter with his fingers: "Which store do you want to buy goods from?"
The boss squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. The Giordano tie clip exposed at the collar of his tweed coat made his heart tremble.
"If you want to make quick money, choose Tanggou."
He dipped the pen in tea and wrote a "7" on the counter.
“They leave this amount for the dealers.”
Another "4" was written.
"Shengshi only gives this. Although the retail price is 30 cents higher, when it comes to us..."
As soon as he turned out of the alley, Zhou Xingfei loosened his tie and said, "Tanggou is trying to bargain with us on price! Even if we lower the price to 80 cents, we can still make 45 cents per bottle!"
"Want to test my bottom line?"
Zhou Qi stepped on the accelerator of the Yamaha, and the green smoke from the exhaust pipe mixed with dust flew into the air.
The country road, which was over a hundred kilometers long, was so bumpy that it made people's internal organs shift, and the grooves created by the tractor were still filled with water from the previous night's rain.
Two hours later, the mottled brick walls of Tanggou Winery came into view.
The official script of "Nan Guo Tang Gou Liquor" on the wall has lost its gold powder, and a few pieces of broken wine bottle glass are embedded in the rust on the iron gate.
Zhou Qi kicked open the footrest, looked at the sparse trucks in the factory area, and suddenly laughed out loud - under the newly painted "Quality First" slogan on the outer wall of the warehouse, half of the old words "Safe Production" were still visible.
When Zhou Qi and his men arrived at the winery, more than a dozen large trucks were blocking the factory gate for loading and unloading goods.
"No wonder our warehouse has been so quiet lately. It turns out all the merchants are flocking here." The clerk muttered while wiping his sweat.
Zhou Qi stroked his chin and looked at the fleet: "The rebate policy must be more generous than ours, otherwise why would the dealers go so far away."
"Old Chen, are you familiar with these faces?" Zhou Qi pointed at the people in the queue.
"Aren't they our regular customers who often come here to buy goods? They suddenly left this week."
"You stay outside and I'll go in and check it out."
Zhou Qi took out his oversized sunglasses and put them on his nose, then turned around and walked to the river to scoop up some water to mess up his hair.
In the blink of an eye, the sleek back hair turned into messy hair, and paired with a floral shirt, he looked like a completely different person.
The security guard squinted his eyes and looked at this "social person": "Who are you looking for?"
"Negotiate a big deal with your factory director." Zhou Qi deliberately shook the bulging briefcase in his hand.
"Director Zhou is so busy right now that he really has no time to spare..."
"I was sent by the province to do market research."
Zhou Qi suddenly showed his work ID and waved it: "Are you responsible for delaying the work?"
The security guard suddenly panicked and ran to lead the person to the office building.
"Director Zhou, the provincial research team has arrived!" The guard shouted and slipped away quickly.
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie came out hurriedly: "Why didn't you inform us in advance about the leader's inspection? It's as chaotic as a vegetable market here..."
"Only through surprise inspections can we see the real situation."
Zhou Qi walked into the office with his hands behind his back: "Just call me Lao Zhou. Has the dealer rebate policy been adjusted significantly recently?"
"Tian Jun!"
"Hello, Comrade Tian, you and Mayor Tian of Jinling are..."
"That's my second uncle!" Zhou Qi took over the conversation before the other party finished speaking.
After a long exchange of greetings, Zhou Qi sank into the sofa, crossed his legs, and ordered a soft Zhonghua cigarette.
Outside the window, a convoy of vehicles loading goods snaked like a dragon. He raised his chin and said, "Business looks very prosperous. Just looking at today's performance, the factory's annual turnover must be at least several million, right?"
Zhou Kang swallowed with his Adam's apple rolling.
Last year's account book clearly showed 937,000 yuan, but the convoy before him stretched for two miles. He had never seen such a scene since he became the factory director.
Now it is said to be a survey, but who doesn't know that these people are up to something, checking the account books and taking bribes?
"What was the cash flow reported last year?" Smoke rings came out of Zhou Qi's mouth.
"About 900,000..." Zhou Kang was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"ninety?"
Zhou Qi tapped his toes and said, "Look at this convoy, it's at least 200 meters away, and there are people heading here, loading the goods and leaving.
According to this amount, the daily turnover must be several thousand, and you tell me that the annual turnover is only ninety? Who are you trying to fool?"
"Don't dare!"
Zhou Kang waved his hands hurriedly: "To be honest, it has suddenly become popular in the past seven or eight days. We have launched a new brand called 'Peerless Fenghua'..."
"Where are the reporting materials?"
Zhou Qi suddenly sat up straight: "Why don't I see the filing documents?"
"Yes, it was the dealer's idea!"
Zhou Kang's palms were sweating: "They said changing ** could help to increase sales, so we gave it a try..."
"I heard that this new wine costs 1.2 yuan?"
Zhou Qi narrowed his eyes and asked, "How much do they pay the factory?"
"Two cents... No, that's not right, it's fifteen cents!"
Zhou Kang was tongue-tied and cursed himself for letting his trump card slip.
"They are such a rip-off!"
Zhou Qi couldn't help but interrupt: "Why don't you sell the wine yourself? How much less will our winery earn if we sell to these people?"
"You're right..." Zhou Kang kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.
This is quite funny. Ever since Zhou Qi claimed his last name was Tian, Director Zhou automatically equated him with Mayor Tian of Jinling. He was just scaring himself.